I hate how much I think about you
The way my world fades to black
Where happiness is but a memory
and reality is simply aftermath

You probably think me crazy
For this pathetic lingering on
I know the fire has died because..
All its warmth is gone.

I know there is no way
To reignite the hearth
But I stare into it anyway
Remembering every word

The ones you chose to say
That made me feel vivid and alive
The ones you chose to say
and leave butterflies inside

The ones you chose to say..
To see tears swell my eyes
The very words you chose
To tell me goodbye.

I picked a dozen roses
And sent them all to you..
Some are different colors..
With a symbolic point of view..
2 red roses for your smile..
That drives me insane..
2 pink roses for your kisses
That leave a lipstick stain..
2 blue roses for your eyes
Pools of natures perfection
2 yellow roses for your beauty
My only selection
2 purple roses for your body
Of which I can't ignore..
2 black roses for leaving me..
Dying on the floor
please accept these flowers
And know I love you so..
Each one a fragment of myself..
And all that you let go.

When we come face to face
I'm mumble mouthed for sure
From all the broken memories
Laying in pieces on the floor

When you draw your excuses
I still cannot point the blame
In the end it's all my fault
Every ounce of pain

I look you in the eyes
And..my words seem to falter
You cry for my forgiveness
But that cannot be altered

I counted days alone
I spent cleaning out my conscious
Now you blow in wrecklessly
And all I feel is nausious

I can see the hurt
You truly do regret..
But that is not enough
To ever make me forget

The way you chose to end it
Threw my heart on the floor
Laughed and prodded my emotions
Until I couldn't take it anymore

It took me to move
A thousand miles away
So I could finally escape
These awful games you play

So please do me a favor
Hear the words I speak
For they are far more kind
Than the ones you left for me..

You'll always be in my heart
My first everything was you
You have my forgiveness
But we cannot start anew

I'll love you forever
But your love is not true
Today's the day you love me..
And the day I cannot love you.

To the girl that stole my heart
The same woman who broke it
Moon light shows the truth
And valentines day provoked it..
Back from trade school I ventured
Forever was the plan
And you would never leave me
A loyal worthy man
Day drags me into worry
So thoughts invade my head
Much too soon to realize
For I was far from dread
Promises like pills and poison
You dosed me while unknowing
Didn't realize you were playing
Really had me going
Even now I see only apathy
Mean words wont wash away in time
It kills me to have to say it
Anyway read the 1st word a line

I know you don't care anymore but..

It hurts when I breathe
It hurts when I speak
It hurts when I convince myself
To get back on my feet
It hurts to see a smile
And to drown in the rain
It hurts so ******* much
I think all I know is pain
It hurts to watch love movies
It hurts to be alone
It hurts to see the pictures
Still sprawled throughout our home
It hurts to wake up everyday
And hurts to close my eyes
It hurts to take these lonely walks
Under the darkness in the sky
It hurts to look at women
It hurts to pretend
It hurts so ******* much
Will this ever end?
It hurts when you come and trample
Through my dreaming mind
It hurts when I wake up
and can not press rewind
It hurts when I see your number
And when you text me too..
I think it hurts so much..
Because my heart is still with you
You never gave it back
And now it hurts to live..
A man now less than loving
With so very much to give
It hurts to see you laughing
And it hurts to fake the role
And pride will not allow myself
To ever be made whole
It hurts so ******* much..
I'm losing my ******* mind
On **** here she comes
Hey yeah I'm doing fine

A flower so beautiful
Yet so brittle
A rare possibility.
Growing spontaneously
In a garden of engenuity
Where everything is
So complex..
Each new bloom
Is more diverse
Than next
The garden now seen..
From a place
Where everything
Is exaclty the same..
Where the rose
Is suspected
As just a flower
With the ability
Of love
No sense of devour
And as ignorant
As those
As the "ability"
To judge..
Love
As a meaningless..
Possibility
Than those who see..
Only a garden of snakes..
Will never dine
In the peasants inn
Of heritage and courage
Because he who sees
Only a flower
As a plant..
Is as ignorant as..
Those self dignified
To sign loans and
Grants..
What if the flower
Is more than we see
What if trapped inside
The mind of a person..
Not recognized
By society..
The flower is more
Than we can identify...
Just don't forget..
Your opinion..
Can brittlize..
The fragments of
What's left of it..
Because in the end...
Even love
Calls quits

When I say your name
Tears flood my eyes
Dragging me back down
To that darkened place inside
When I hear your voice
My own seems to falter
Forced to relive memories
I can never alter
When I see your picture
Denial streams through my veins
And I come to an overdose
On all that still remains
When I close my eyes
I pray not to dream of you
I just want to sleep
One night right straight through
But I always see your smile
I always hear your laugh
I always wake up next to..
Your tear soaked photograph.